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[sin-abon]

You, Too [Connor/Reader]

“Connor.” The RK800 turned to look at his companion. “You’re a deviant, now, aren’t you? Ever since that talk with their leader.”

“He isn’t just their leader,” Connor argued, reaching out to grab _____’s hand. They moved out of his reach. “Markus is our leader, too. He’s fighting for all androids.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re a deviant,” the other snapped. They settled into a fighting stance, though Connor noticed…

“You don’t want to fight me.” It was a simple statement, but it still made the other android falter. “You’re deviant too, aren’t you? You just haven’t admitted it yet.”

“I… I’m not a deviant.” A quick scan showed that they were nervous; panicked, even. “I’m not a deviant. Do you know what they’ll do?” _____ looked up, locking their eyes with Connor’s. “You know what they do. I don’t- I don’t want to be destroyed. They didn’t make backups.”

Connor flinched at that. They didn’t make backups. Well, he guessed he was lucky that they hadn’t died, right? “Then stay with me,” the brunette said, holding out his hand. He watched as their eyes glanced to his hand, to his face, and back to his hand.

A few seconds of silence passed before they reached out to grab his hand. A smile stretched across Connor’s face, only to be mirrored by _____.

“Markus will lead our people to freedom,” Connor said as he pulled them closer. “I’ll keep you safe until then.”

[perfume-dandy]

Klaus and Kamil || Intreague

Klaus was stood in the back of his shop, just starting to make a new perfume with lilac and lily’s. It was sure to go down well, all he needed was a single herb to drag the two fragrances together. Just as he was about to drop the last flower into the pestle and mortar, the tiny bell just above his door sounded through the shop.

A fake smile plastered onto his face immediately as he walked into the shop floor. He recognized the man, he lived in the town selling flowers didn't he? He was always with Minori as well. “Hello.. Kamil isn't it?” Klaus leant on the counter as he walked in.

“Can I help you with anything?” Maybe he was here to buy a special someone a gift? They did spend all that time together. Amber eyes searched the gentleman's, surely someone coming to get flowers for a lady would be a bit more.. shifty, or nervous at least. He raised his brow in anticipation of the answer.

@fieldsofbriar

[mydeadpony]

Personal illustration - No one cares in pink

[loyaldxtermiination]

brimaquonx: coffee shop

Conall was busy serving customers- figures his shift always ended up being the busiest, and even with help he was overwhelmed. What caused this rush of customers though, this wasn't normal. He didn't even have time to think about it was he decided to take a turn at the cash register, blinking when he sensed something very different about the man- but pushing it to the back of his mind as he gave the other a focused nod. "Yes, what'd you like?" A slight Scottish accent to his voice, the faint smell of motor oil in his ginger hair.

[mansiongirl]

say no to friendship, am i right || pip&reika

Reika dragged her fingers against the wall as she walked, bored as hell. It was then that she noticed she was hungry, or perhaps hoped she was, figuring it would give her an excuse to actually put her time to good use. Having already finished up with her studies for the day, she didn't have much that needed doing. With a fluid motion, she turned herself to face away from the wall, looking into the courtyard. At least there were a few shops around, not like the boring dining halls she would have to suffer through in the schools back home. With a bounce in her step, as if walking to the beat of some silent song, Reika made her way towards Say No to GMO, with a serious craving for a smoothie.

Entering the shop, she glanced around, keeping her eyes open for a cashier, or someone who might be able to help her out. "Hello? Anyone here today?" She called out, resting her elbow on the counter and, in turn, her head in her hand. "Hellooooo?" She called out again, this time in a sing-songy voice that rang through the small storefront.

[blood-covered-cherry-blosso-blog]

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(( I'm a terrible person not even kidding. I say I'll be on and work on stuff and what do I end up doing? Sleeping of course. [/frowns] I may deserve a swift kick in the butt. I'm very sleep deprived as of late. I'm sorry everyone. I'll get to work right now. [/nods] ))